THIRTY-NINE

THIRTY-NINE

After showering, I stared into the mirror in my bathroom and failed to wipe off the grin on my face. Needless to say, the shower was soothing and helped me collect my thoughts. Jaxon filled my head more than I wished and the worst part is that I liked it and it made me giddy. The way he held me and reassured me had left me powerless, craving for more and a real mess. In the beginning, I never thought Jaxon and I would ever be in each other's presence without wanting to cut each other's throats. I never thought I would ever love the idea of being in his arms. It all seemed unbelievable and impossible. How did I find myself as Jaxon's mate?

'Exactly how other people find their mate,'

It was a normal thing for mates to bump into each other and discover that they are mates but this was so different. Jaxon and I were two different people from different setups and we grew up knowing different things. I would have never thought that the man that most werewolves feared would be my